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The words we didn’t say lingered in the air.
The cold of the winter was as cruel as your stare.
I wanted you to stay,
I wish I had the courage to pull you into an embrace.
But I wasn’t brave enough to fight for you, in the end.
My regrets now have shades of blood red.
I am adrift in the sea of my solitude.
There is nothing left here to remind me of those times, yet I still search for you.
The fleeting memory of your smile is the only thing that gets me through…
The hours.
The days.
The months.
Is that the clock ticking or my heart beating? Maybe it’s both.
I don’t feel bitter. My hopes died with every sun that set, with every wind that blew, taking your promises far away from my reach.
I cringe everytime I realise I can’t remember the sound of your voice.
Why is this world so noisy?
I saw the answer once, I can’t seem to recall.
Even the darkness of the night can’t compare the darkness of my soul.
The light of the stars have never seemed so cold.
The universe is expanding. The universe is freezing.
So am I.
I lost you among the galaxies of a stranger’s eyes.
I lost myself in every silent cry.
I struggle to find the right path, aching for some peace of mind.
Yet the torment goes on, even when I close my eyes.
